The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 500

Mrs. Sullivan deftly picked up the bills one by one. When she got to Rebecca, she saw Rebecca’s foot was on top of one.

“Your son finds my money dirty. He swore he’d never spend it again.”

Mrs. Sullivan forced a couple of laughs, then lifted Rebecca’s foot, moved it aside, and picked up the bill, carefully brushing it off with her hand.

“There, now it’s not dirty anymore.”

“Mom!” Zebulon’s eyes turned red seeing his mother act like that.

“Rebecca, you’ve been drinking, haven’t you? Your stomach must be upset. Come inside, I’ll make you some hot soup.” Mrs. Sullivan said, pulling Rebecca toward the door.

Rebecca smirked triumphantly, especially as she passed Zebulon. “Three thousand for a bowl of hot soup. I wonder who’s getting the worse end of this deal.”

“We’re family, we can’t keep such close track.”

“You might see me as family, but some people don’t.”

“He just hasn’t come around yet. Once he does, he’ll know how to appreciate you.”

“Hmph. He’s so high and mighty now.”

“Being high and mighty doesn’t pay the bills. He's a man. Let's not make him lose face.”

“Oh really? Well, I don't exactly enjoy embarrassing myself either.”

Every word from Rebecca was a barb. But there was nothing he could do, seething with rage. He had no money, and he desperately needed it, so he had no choice but to endure Rebecca’s humiliation.

Penelope woke up the next morning planning to visit Hannah at the hospital before heading to the office. But Wilma called, saying Darren and his crew were blocking the company entrance, preventing employees from getting to work.

“Did you call security?” she asked.

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